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[namelessalessandra]

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[asterrwritess]

Non-writers never seem to understand the fact that characters have free will.

"you made them, just make them do what you want!"

I can't SUSAN.

[foudreika]

F1 Rainbow Illustrations

All the rainbow illustrations I did between last year and this year! :D Always super satisfying to put them all together lol

[namelessalessandra]

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[mahoganyamore]

there is nothing stronger than a soft soul

[mahoganyamore]

it's a hard world to be different in

[f-l-o-r-e-s-c-e-e-r]

I fall in love with boys I see on a TV screen

The ones in books who are as perfect as they can be

Fictional - Khloe Rose

[femaledaily]

ZOEY DEUTCH Something from Tiffany’s (2022)

[smoothvodka]

𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 | 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘯𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦.

It was Alexandra's third summer in a row on the Outer Banks. Paradise on earth, that was what some people told about those islands in North Carolina.

It had now become a tradition: the entire year spent between Switzerland, where she studied at one of the most prestigious universities, the Principality of Monaco, her homeland, and, obviously, several trips throughout Europe; the summer, those three months, spent in the mansion in Chapter Hill, where her mother's new and third husband was native.

It was during her first American summer that the young Monegasque discovered the existence of what kooks and pogues were. It was Topper Thornton, son of the current 'stepfather''s sister, who explained it to her. The young blond man was very adamant in telling her to stay as far away as possible from the pogues, the dregs of society.

But if there was one thing Alexandra hated, that was being told what to do. Although, at least for the first summer, the girl with long dark hair listened to her adoptive cousin; After all, who wanted to get their new Loubotins dirty in the mud of the Cut? Surely not her.

During that first summer, locked in the luxury of Figure Eight, Alexandra made friends with the most influential young people in the area, among them the Cameron siblings. Rafe and Sarah. Sometimes Alexandra even doubted they were real siblings, Dow how much different they were. Sarah was weird, to stay at least, according to a kook standard; and Rafe was… Rafe was simply Rafe.

However it was with the oldest Cameron that Alexandra bounded more. There was nothing romantic between them, they didn’t like each other that way, still their companion was not exactly disturbing to each other.

When she returned to Lugano, the young girl even managed to stay in touch with her new friends, and, when summer knocked on the door again, returning to the Outer Banks was less harrowing than the first time, even almost pleasant. But it was precisely that second summer that suddenly turned her life upside down.

It was during a late afternoon in mid-August, when Alexandra went to a beach, alone, to have some fun on a surfboard. The sun, close to setting, with its rays made the entire beach a picturesque, even hypnotic, panorama. Alexandra felt a weird yet calm feeling about it.

Placing her bag and clothes near a palm tree, the girl grabbed her surfboard and ran towards the water, that day the waves were truly beautiful, just ready to be ridden. Alexandra loved surfing, ever since her father took her to the Gold Coast on holiday as a child; she had never stopped since then and she was waiting for the summer with trepidation for it.

Unfortunately, her new kook friends weren't into surfing, no, they were into more 'refined' sports. So screw them, she was going alone.

Masterfully she began her ride, only to fall when she heard applause coming from the beach. Who dared to scare her and make her fall?

It was when she came up from the water, and pushed her hair back from her eyes, that her dark eyes fell on the figure of the boy on the beach. A boy she never saw before, but now she wished she did.

To say he was handsome was an understatement. Blonde locks of hair, sparkling blue eyes, an athletic figure and a smile which could light up a whole room.

But she had to remember she was angry at him for scaring her. “Are you fucking stupid?” She yelled in his direction. “I could have died!”

Was she being over dramatic? No, she wasn’t, there was not such a thing.

“My apologies, princess!” The boy chuckled with a shrug. “Couldn’t help but show my admiration for such a goddess!”

Alexandra had to fight to urge to smile at his compliments. “Next time wait to face me to actually talk to me.” She said with a roll of her eyes. She grabbed her surfboard and made her way to the shore.

Now, coming face to face with the boy, she had to admit he was even more handsome. There was something of malicious in his eyes, but in a good way. Everything about him was so different from the rich, wealthy boys she had to deal with every day; which led her to understand he was what they called a pogue.

Although, he looked too handsome for a pogue.

“Not yelling anymore, Frency?” The boy teased her, snapping her back to reality.

“I’m not French.” Alexandra snapped back. She knew Americans were geographically ignorant, and that boy, even though his beauty, just confirmed her such a theory. “What are you doing here?”

Just then, the girl noticed the surfboard at his feet. Obviously, what else was he supposed to do at the beach? It was too late to get a tan. “Your same reason.” He said, holding out a hand in her direction. “JJ, my pleasure.”

They always told her not to trust a single pogue, that they were bad, unreliable people, and yet that boy seemed like a good guy; could his angelic appearance divert a diabolical personality?

Despite this, Alexandra shook his hand anyway. He was just being nice now, what could go wrong? “And I’m Alexandra.”

“Mind a surf battle?”

“You know what? Let’s do it.”

That meeting was only the prelude to what would happen to her in her last two weeks in America. She never told her kook friends about that, she was sure they wouldn’t have approved; plus it was nice to have a ‘secret’ for her only.

JJ and her met almost everyday, at same hour, at the same beach, where they knew they couldn’t be bothered. In so little time they managed to create such a beautiful and deep relationship, sharing things they never told anyone but each other.

They were each other’s secret, and it was okay; at least for that summer.

The day Alexandra had to leave, to return to her life, JJ gave her a bracelet, as a memory of him and those secret moments they shared which they would have reminisced forever. He even gave her a passionate kiss, to quote his words ‘for not forgetting the American dream she never knew to have’. He was smiling, but his eyes were telling another story.

He did not want her to go away, but there was not much he could do about. He just had to wait another summer.

And now, finally, June just came, Alexandra’s family private jet just landed in Figure Eight, late in the night.

Her third American summer, Alexandra was excited about it, feeling that sensation that her life would have changed forever.

—

Pt.2 coming sometimes soon.

Imagine dedicated to my bestie @namelessalessandra 🌟🌟 now waiting for you to join kooks side!!✨✨

English is not my first language, so I’m excused for some mistakes. Now people, don’t come stealing my masterpiece, ‘cos I’ll come for you. You’ve been warned. Use your imagination, if you have one. Kisses, toodles.💋💋

[namelessalessandra]

My bestie is better than yours, she dedicates me stories about JJ✨🥰

[namelessalessandra]

Vita da Kooks

Rafe Cameron x Reader

(Per la mia bestie @smoothvodka ✨)

Sintesi: Sarah ti invita a passare una giornata sullo yacht con lei, Topper e suo fratello Rafe

Warnings: credo nessuno ma se ne trovate ditemelo!

Il sole brilla riscaldando la mia pelle già abbronzata e mi scosto i capelli biondi ancora più chiari a causa del sole mentre ringrazio Topper per la birra che mi passa.

-Grazie per esser venuta e non avermi lasciata sola con questi due idioti- la voce di Sarah mi arriva all’improvviso e mi giro a guardarla. Mi ha chiesto questa mattina di unirmi a loro per la giornata in barca perché suo fratello si era invitato all’ultimo momento e lei voleva avere tempo per stare sola con Topper. Non era stato un problema per me dato che Rafe Cameron era uno dei ragazzi più belli delle Outerbanks.

Così mi ero infilata il costume più sexy che possedessi: rosso e che lasciava poco spazio all’immaginazione, avevo aggiustato i capelli e messo un prendisole nero semitrasparente.

-Non c’è di che, Sarah- le risposi dandole una piccola spallata prima di fare cenno a Topper con gli occhi

-come sta andando?- le domandai sorridendo maliziosa, Sarah sorrise abbassando il viso imbarazzata prima di guardare il ragazzo e poi me

-per ora abbiamo solo parlato un po’, niente di che- rispose scrollando le spalle. Era giunto il momento di intervenire.

-Okay, lascia fare a me- sussurrai prima di prendere un sorso della mia birra e alzarmi. Gli occhi dei due ragazzi si spostarono su di me che ancheggiai di proposito.

Vidi Topper alzarsi dicendo qualcosa a Rafe prima di andare verso Sarah. Lo sguardo di Rafe scivolò lungo tutto il mio corpo un paio di volte prima di soffermarsi sul mio viso. Mi leccai le labbra che avevo colorato di rosso e, quando fui abbastanza vicina, lui spalancò le gambe e mi porse una mano. La afferrai e mi sedetti sulla sua gamba sentendolo subito circondarmi i fianchi col braccio. Fece un tiro dalla canna che teneva tra le mani prima di avvicinarla alle mie labbra. Gli sorrisi e feci anche io un tiro lasciando che lui mantenesse la canna per me. Le mie labbra sfiorarono le sue dita.

-Che ne dici di andare a prendere un po’ di sole dall’altro lato? Lasciamo un po’ di privacy ai due piccioncini- dissi poi avvicinando il viso al suo orecchio, appoggiai di proposito una mano sul suo petto, in parte scoperto dalla camicia lasciata aperta. Con le dita giocai con la sua collana dorata. Lui guardò le mie labbra e poi i miei occhi, mi sorrise.

Entrambi ci alzammo, la sua mano cercò la mia e, mentre ci spostavamo verso l’altro lato dello yacht, lanciai un’occhiata a Sarah facendole un occhiolino. Mi sorrise alzando le sopracciglia. Non le avevo mai detto di provare interesse per suo fratello ma credo lo avesse capito da sola. Una volta raggiunto il punto adatto, io e Rafe ci sdraiammo sulla stessa sdraio bianca, il suo braccio intorno al mio bacino mentre io, stesa su un fianco, giocavo con la sua collana ancora una volta.

-Non credevo saresti venuta anche tu con noi- fu lui il primo a parlare, alzai gli occhi per guardarlo in viso e sorrisi divertita

-stai dicendo che non mi vuoi qui, Rafe Cameron?- domandai fermando la mia mano dal giocare col gioiello, Rafe accennò una risata

-assolutamente no, tutto il contrario. Speravo che venissi- rispose poi e le mie dita ripresero a muoversi contro il ciondolo mentre mormoravo un ‘hm’ e abbassai lo sguardo sul suo petto.

-E come mai lo speravi?- domandai allora, Rafe iniziò a muovere le dita sul mio fianco sfiorando il tessuto del mio bikini. Sarah e Topper dall’altro lato misero della musica che arrivò fino a noi.

-Perché volevo stare solo con te- sussurrò Rafe avvicinando le labbra al mio orecchio, dei brividi percorsero la mia pelle e lui se ne accorse.

-Allora il tuo desiderio è stato esaudito- sussurrai in risposta, alzai lo sguardo. Lui accennò un piccolo sorriso prima di scuotere la testa

-neanche lontanamente, questa è solo una parte di come immaginavo sarebbe andata la nostra giornata- rispose prontamente, sentii una mano stringere il mio stomaco e uno strano calore invaderlo.

-E come credi che andrà la nostra giornata?- domandai fingendo un’aria innocente, Rafe sporse il viso verso di me e lasciò un bacio poco sotto al mio orecchio, lo stesso dove aveva sussurrato pochi attimi prima.

-E dove sarebbe il divertimento? Lascerò che sia una sorpresa- rispose prontamente subito dopo, lo strillo di Sarah distrusse l’atmosfera. Subito dopo il rumore di qualcosa che cadeva in acqua. Entrambi ci alzammo e raggiungemmo il punto dove era con Topper pochi attimi fa. Nessuno dei due era più sullo yacht.

-Topper sei un idiota- lo strillo di Sarah seguito dalla sua risata ci fece affacciare. Erano entrambi in acqua, lei aggrappata a lui e si sorridevano.

-Tutto okay voi due?- domandò Rafe attirando l’attenzione, i due in acqua ci guardarono

-sì! Venite anche voi, l’acqua è stupenda!!- gridò Topper tenendo a galla se stesso e Sarah. Rafe mi guardò, io guardai giù.

-Non dirmi che hai paura?- domandò il maggiore dei Cameron sfilandosi la camicia e i pantaloni di lino, il costume blu notte contrastava con la sua pelle chiara e, per un attimo, lo osservai con attenzione.

-Le altezze non sono la mia cosa preferita- risposi tornando a guardarlo in viso. Lui mi porse una mano

-puoi aggrapparti a me. Fin quando sei con me non ti succederà nulla- rispose con dolcezza. Lasciai oscillare lo sguardo dalla sua mano al suo viso indecisa.

-Allora? Venite?- domandò Sarah, così mi decisi. Sfilai il prendisole e accettai la mano di Rafe che mi fece salire sul bordo dello Yacht. Le ginocchia mi tremavano e lui se ne accorse perché avevo stretto la presa sulla sua mano. Sì girò il poco che bastava per prendermi tra le braccia. Un braccio sotto le mie ginocchia, l’altro dietro la mia schiena. Trattenni un grido aggrappandomi al suo collo, i nostri occhi si incontrarono.

-Ti fidi di me?- domandò e quando mi vide annuire sorrise

-allora tienimi stretto e chiudi gli occhi- sussurrò, non mi diede il tempo di eseguire che il vuoto ci circondò. Strinsi la presa al suo collo nascondendo il viso nell’incavo con la sua spalla.

Il contatto con l’acqua avvenne in maniera improvvisa. Era fresca. Rafe lasciò la presa da me solo un attimo a causa dell’impatto, mentre risalivo mi sentii riafferrare dai fianchi e quando riemersi lui mi teneva a sé. Sorrisi avvicinandomi a lui

-tutto okay?- domandò guardando il mio viso in cerca di rassicurazioni. Fui felice di aver indossato del trucco waterproof. Annuii

-tutto perfetto, grazie- risposi in tempo prima di essere raggiunti dagli altri due.

-Scusa, avevo dimenticato la tua paura dell’altezza- Sarah era mortificata mentre si scusava, scossi la testa

-tranquilla. Nessun problema. E poi, Rafe era con me- risposi guardando suo fratello che mi sorrise.

Ci godemmo l’acqua fresca per tutto il pomeriggio prima di risalire. Era il tramonto quando partimmo per tornare, Sarah e Topper erano affacciati a guardare il mare mentre io sedevo sulle gambe di Rafe che guidava con attenzione lo yacht.

-Sei sexy quando porti la barca, lo sai?- domandai sorridendo, lui mi guardò sorridendo anche lui in modo malizioso

-dovresti vedere quando guido altre cose in altri posti- sussurrò e, se fosse stato chiunque al suo posto, mi sarei alzata e sarei andata via per la battuta pessima. Ma Rafe Cameron avrebbe potuto dire qualsiasi cosa al mio orecchio con quel tono di voce e avrei fatto ciò che voleva.

-Magari qualche volta potresti farmelo vedere- sussurrai in risposta al suo orecchio e gli lasciai un bacio sulla mascella. Sorrisi quando lo sentii fremere e mi allontanai.

Una volta tornati sulla terraferma il sole era quasi tramontato del tutto. Sorse il problema di come tornare a casa. Quella mattina Sarah e Rafe erano passati a prendermi e avevamo incontrato Topper già al molo.

-Hey Top, riporti tu Sarah a casa?- Rafe domandò al suo amico che, poco più avanti, camminava tenendo un braccio sulle spalle di Sarah. I due si girarono appena per guardarci e annuirono. Così arrivammo al parcheggio.

Sarah mi circondò il bacino con le braccia per salutarmi e io circondai il suo collo.

-Stasera voglio sapere tutto, chiamami appena vi separate- sussurrai al suo orecchio, lei rise annuendo e si allontanò per guardarmi.

-Certo, ama credo che anche tu avrai qualcosa da dirmi- rispose alzando e abbassando le sopracciglia in fretta. Sorrisi scrollando le spalle con finta innocenza.

-Non so, vedremo- risposi vaga, entrambe ridemmo allontanandoci, poi io salutai Topper e presi la mano di Rafe.

-Domani c’è il falò di inizio estate, ci sarai?- domandò Rafe appena entrati in auto, io risposi affermativamente mentre lo osservavo fare la retromarcia. Un braccio dietro il mio sedile, il viso sporgeva per vedere dietro e l’altra mano muoveva il volante. Era così sexy che per un attimo pensai di fargli fermare l’auto e spostarmi su di lui per una sveltina. Il momento terminò quando lui tornò a guardare avanti.

-Allora potrei passare a prenderti io. Sarah ci andrà con Topper quindi saremo soli- propose lanciandomi un’occhiata, sorrisi. Speravo me lo chiedesse.

-Sarebbe perfetto- risposi appoggiandomi contro il sedile dietro di me. Rage sorrise e lo vidi spostare la mano dal cambio fino alla mia appoggiata sulla mia gamba. Iniziai a giocare con le due dita e con gli anelli dorati che indossava.

-Magari prima di andare potremmo cenare insieme, che dici?- domandò di nuovo, alzai di scatto la testa verso di lui che mi diede una breve occhiata prima di tornare a guardare la strada. Sorrisi sentendo di nuovo il calore invadere il mio stomaco.

-Dico che va bene, Rafe Cameron- risposi vedendolo sorridere. Allungai una mano ad accendere la radio e poi tornai a giocare con le sue dita. Il resto del viaggio lo passammo in silenzio, ma fu così breve che quasi volevo chiedergli di non fermarsi. Parcheggiò l’auto sotto casa mia e spense il motore girandosi a guardarmi. La sua mano ancora sulla mia gamba.

-Grazie del passaggio- sussurrai, pensavo ad una scusa per prolungare quel momento ma non mi veniva niente in mente.

-A te per la compagnia. Di gran lunga più gradevole di quella di mia sorella e Topper- rispose facendomi ridere. Presi la mia borsa dai miei piedi e mi allungai a baciargli una guancia. Quando mi allontanai per uscire, però, la mano con cui teneva il volante poco prima mi accarezzò la mascella tirandomi verso il suo viso. Fece scontrare le sue labbra con le mie senza dire nulla.

Chiusi gli occhi ricambiando il bacio e portai una mano ad accarezzargli il collo, lasciando andare la borsa di nuovo per terra. Mi sporsi di più, sentendo la sua lingua sfiorare le mie labbra, e lui mi prese dai fianchi prima di spostarmi su di lui. Mi allontanai dal suo viso giusto il tempo di fargli spostare più dietro il sedile e mi sistemai meglio su di lui.

-Cazzo fallo ancora- sussurrò lui chiudendo gli occhi un solo secondo, mi resi conto di essere sul suo bacino. Sorrisi muovendomi di nuovo, il mio inguine coperto solo dal tessuto del costume sfregava contro il suo. Sentivo la sua erezione crescere contro di me mentre lui teneva gli occhi chiusi e la bocca spalancata. Pochi attimi dopo riaprì gli occhi, lo sguardo velato dal piacere, e mi prese dal collo attirandomi a sé quasi con violenza. Le nostre labbra si scontrarono di nuovo e gemetti dentro la sua bocca. La sua lingua sfiorava la mia, mentre continuavo a muovermi su di lui che, con una mano sul mio fianco, mi dettava il ritmo. Scese a baciarmi il collo mentre l’altra mano mi accarezzò la schiena, poi il sedere, e infine scese nel punto in cui i nostri bacini si incontravano. Chiusi gli occhi boccheggiando.

-Rafe- sussurrai, i miei movimenti diventarono scoordinati, la sua erezione sempre più dura contro di me.

Il rumore di una mano che sbatteva contro il finestrino ci fece sobbalzare, sfarai gli occhi terrorizzata dall’idea di essere stata beccata da mio padre o mia madre, ma quando vidi mia sorella guardarci con un sorriso malizioso mi calmai. Non era molto carino farsi trovare in queste condizioni, ma sempre meglio di vedere uno dei miei genitori. Tornai sul mio sedile di prima raccogliendo la borsa, il fiato spezzato e il corpo accaldato.

-Ci vediamo domani allora- sussurrai, lui annuì guardandomi. Aveva le labbra arrossate e gli occhi ancora colmi di piacere.

-A domani- sussurrò prima di darmi un bacio più casto sulle labbra. Sorrisi e uscii dall’auto guardando male mia sorella. Rage ripartii quando fummo entrate in casa e, senza rispondere a nessuno, corsi in camera. Da Sarah ancora nessuna notizia ma non mi aspettavo nulla di diverso.

Non avrei potuto far altro che aspettare il giorno dopo.

[namelessalessandra]

Kooks’ Life

Rafe Cameron x Reader

(For my bestie @smoothvodka ✨)

Summary: Sarah invites you to spend a day on the yacht with her, Topper and her brother Rafe

Warnings: I don't think anyone but if you find any tell me! Plus: English is not my first language so there could be some mistakes

The sun shone warming my already tanned skin and I pulled my blond hair (even lighter because of the sun) away, as I thank Topper for the beer he was passing me by.

-Thank you for coming and not leaving me alone with these two idiots- Sarah's voice suddenly came to me and I turned around to look at her. She asked me this morning to join them for the boat day because her brother had invited himself at the last moment and she wanted to have time to be alone with Topper. It hadn't been a problem for me as Rafe Cameron was one of the most handsome guys in the Outerbanks.

So I had put on the sexiest costume I owned: a red one that left little room for imagination, I had fixed my hair and put on a semi-transparent black sundress.

-You're not ware, Sarah- I replied, giving her a small hit on the shoulder before noding Topper with my eyes

-How is it going?- I asked her smiling mischievously, Sarah smiled lowering her embarrassed face before looking at the boy and then at me

-For now we've just talked a little, nothing much- she replied shrugging her shoulders. My time had come to intervene.

-Okay, let me take care of it- I whispered before taking a sip of my beer and getting up. The eyes of the two boys shifted to me and I swayed on purpose.

I saw Topper get up saying something to Rafe before going to Sarah. Rafe's gaze slid all over my body a couple of times before settling on my face. I licked my lips that I had colored red and, when I was close enough, he opened his legs wide and gave me a hand. I grabbed it and sat on his leg feeling him immediately surround my hips with his arm. He made a shot from the joint he held in his hand before bringing it closer to my lips. I smiled at him and also made a shot letting him keep the joint for me. My lips brushed his fingers.

-How about going to get some sun on the other side? Let's leave some privacy to the two lovebirds- I said then bringing my face closer to his ear, purposely resting a hand on his chest, partly discovered by the shirt left open. With my fingers I played with his golden necklace. He looked at my lips and then my eyes, he smiled at me.

We both got up, his hand took mine, and as we moved to the other side of the yacht, I glanced at Sarah winking at her. She smiled at me raising her eyebrows. I had never told her to be interested in her brother but I think she figured it out for herself. Once we reached the right point, Rafe and I laid down on the same white deckchair, his arm around my waist while I, lying on my side, played with his necklace once again.

-I didn't think you would come with us too- he was the first to talk, I raised my eyes to look him in the face and smiles amused

-You're saying you don't want me here, Rafe Cameron?- I asked stopping my hand from playing with the jewel, Rafe hinted a laugh

-Absolutely not, quite the opposite. I was hoping you would come- he replied then and my fingers started moving again against the pendant as I murmured a 'hm' and looked down at his chest.

-And why did you hope so?- I asked then, Rafe began to move his fingers on my side touching the fabric of my bikini. Sarah and Topper on the other side put some music on that came all the way to us.

-Because I wanted to be alone with you- Rafe whispered as he brought his lips closer to my ear, chills ran down my skin and he noticed.

-Then your wish was granted- I whispered in response, I looked up. He hinted a little smile before shaking his head

-Not even remotely, this is just a part of how I imagined our day would go- he replied promptly, I felt a hand clutching my stomach and a strange heat invade it.

-And how do you think our day will go?- I asked pretending to look innocent, Rafe leaned his face towards me and left a kiss just below my ear, the same one where he had whispered a few moments before.

-And where would the fun be? I'll let it be a surprise- he replied promptly right after, Sarah's squeal destroyed the atmosphere. Immediately after, the sound of something falling into the water. We both got up and reached the point where she was with Topper a few moments ago. Neither of them were on the yacht anymore.

-Topper you're an idiot- Sarah's scream followed by her laughter made us look out. They were both in the water, she was clunging to him and smiling at each other.

-Everything okay with the two of you?- asked Rafe attracting attention, the two in the water looked at us

-Yes! Come you guys too, the water is beautiful!!- shouted Topper holding himself and Sarah afloat. Rafe looked at me, I looked down.

-Don't tell me you're afraid?- asked the major of the Camerons taking off his linen shirt and pants, the midnight blue suit contrasted with his light skin and, for a moment, I watched him carefully.

-Heats are not my favorite thing- I replied going back to look him in the face. He handed me a hand

-You can hold on to me. As long as you're with me nothing will happen to you- he replied sweetly. I let my gaze swing from his hand to his face.

-So? Are you coming? - Sarah asked, so I decided. I took off my sundress and accepted Rafe's hand which made me get on the edge of the Yacht. My knees were shaking and he noticed because I had gripped his hand. Then, he turned the little that was enough to take me in his arms. One arm under my knees, the other behind my back. I hold a scream clinging to his neck, our eyes met.

-Do you trust me?- he asked and when he saw me nod he smiled

-Then hold me tight and close your eyes- he whispered, he didn't give me time to execute that the emptiness surrounded us. I squeezed the grip around his neck hiding my face in the crook of it with his shoulder.

Contact with water occurred suddenly. It was fresh. Rafe left his grip on me for a moment because of the impact, as I went up I felt myself grabbed by my hips again and when I re-emerged he held me to himself. I smiled as I approached him

-Everything okay?- he asked looking at my face in search of reassurance. I was happy to have worn waterproof makeup. I shook my head to say yes.

-Everything perfect, thank you- I answered in time before being joined by the other two.

-Sorry, I had forgotten your fear of height- Sarah was mortified as she apologized, I shook my head

-No problem. Plus, Rafe was with me- I replied looking at her brother smiling at me.

We enjoyed the fresh water all afternoon before going back up. It was sunset when we left to return, Sarah and Topper were looking at the sea while I sat on Rafe's legs while he was carefully driving the yacht.

-You're sexy when you drive the boat, you know?- I asked smiling, he looked at me smiling mischievously too

-You should see when I drive other things to other places- he whispered and, if it had been anyone in his place, I would have gotten up and gone away for the bad joke. But Rafe Cameron could have said anything to my ear in that tone of voice and I would have done whatever he wanted.

-Maybe sometimes you could show me- I whispered in response to his ear and left a kiss on his jaw. I smiled when I heard him quiver and pulled away.

Once back on land the sun was almost set altogether. The problem arose of how to get home. That morning Sarah and Rafe had picked me up and we had met Topper already at the pier.

-Hey Top, can you bring Sarah home?- Rafe asked his friend who, a little further on, walked with one arm on Sarah's shoulders. The two just turned to look at us and nodded. So we got to the parking lot.

Sarah surrounded my hips with her arms to say goodbye and I surrounded her neck.

-Later I want to know everything, call me as soon as you guys separate- I whispered in her ear, she laughed nodding and walked away to look at me.

-Of course, but I think you'll have something to tell me too- she replied by raising and lowering her eyebrows quickly. I smiled shrugging my shoulders with fake innocence.

-I don't know, we'll see- I replied vaguely, we both laughed, then I said goodbye to Topper and took Rafe's hand.

-Tomorrow is the early summer bonfire, will you be there?- asked Rafe as soon as he got into the car, I answered in the affirmative as I watched him reverse. One arm behind my seat, his face protruded to see behind and the other hand moved the steering wheel. He was so sexy that for a moment I thought I'd make him stop the car and move on top of him for a quickie. The moment ended when he returned to look ahead.

-Then I could pick you up. Sarah will go there with Topper so we will be alone- he proposed throwing a look at me, smiling. I was hoping he would ask me.

-It would be perfect- I replied by leaning against the seat behind me. Rafe smiled and I saw him move his hand from the gearbox to mine resting on my leg. I started playing with my two fingers and the golden rings he was wearing.

-Maybe before we go we could have dinner together, what do you say?- he asked again, I snapped up my head towards him who gave me a brief look before going back to looking at the street. I smiled feeling the heat invade my stomach again.

-I say it's okay, Rafe Cameron- I replied seeing him smile. I reached out to turn on the radio and then went back to playing with his fingers. We spent the rest of the trip in silence, but it was so short that I almost wanted to ask him not to stop. He parked the car outside my house, turned off the engine and turned to look at me. His hand still on my leg.

-Thanks for the passage- I whispered, I was thinking of an excuse to prolong that moment but I couldn't think of anything.

-To you for the company. Far more pleasing than my sister's and Topper- replied by making me laugh. I took my bag from my feet and stretched out to kiss his cheek. When I pulled away to get out, though, the hand with which he held the steering wheel just before, stroked my jaw pulling me towards his face. He made his lips collide with mine without saying anything.

I closed my eyes returning the kiss and brought a hand to caress his neck, letting go of the bag back to the ground. I pull out more, feeling his tongue touching my lips, and he took me by the hips before moving me on him. I moved away from his face just enough to make him move more behind the seat and settled better on him.

-Fuck do it again- he whispered closing his eyes for a single second, I realized I was on his hips. I smiled moving again, my intimity covered only by the fabric of the bikini rubbing against his. I felt his erection grow against me as he kept his eyes closed and his mouth wide open. A few moments later he reopened his eyes, his gaze veiled with pleasure, and took me by the neck attracting me to him almost violently. Our lips collided again and I moaned inside his mouth. His tongue touched mine, as I continued to move on him who, with one hand on my side, dictated the rhythm to me. He went down to kiss my neck while the other hand stroked my back, then my butt, and finally went down to the point where our bodies met. I closed my eyes gasping.

-Rafe- I whispered, my movements became discoordinated, his erection harder and harder against me.

The sound of a hand slamming against the window made us jump, I rolled my eyes terrified at the idea of being caught by my father or mother, but when I saw my sister looking at us with a mischievous smile I calmed down. It wasn't very nice to be found in this condition, but it's always better than seeing one of my parents. I went back to my first seat picking up my bag, I was out of breath and my body burnt up.

-See you tomorrow then- I whispered, he nodded looking at me. His lips were red and his eyes were still full of pleasure.

-See you tomorrow- he whispered before giving me a more chaste kiss on the lips. I smiled and got out of the car looking badly at my sister. Rafe left when we entered the house and, without answering anyone, I ran to my room. Still no news from Sarah but I didn't expect anything different.

I couldn't help but wait for the next day.

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English Masterlist🌷

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First meeting

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Three times I invaded his space and the one he invaded mine

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The song to my heart

Arthur Pendragon x reader

The prince of my heart

Rafe Cameron x reader

Kooks’ life

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Masterlist Italiana 🌷

Charles Leclerc x reader

First Meeting

Spencer Reid x reader

Three times I invaded his space and the one he invaded mine

Lando Norris x reader

The song to my heart

Arthur Pendragon x reader

The prince of my heart

Rafe Cameron x reader

Vita da Kooks

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““Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.” - Yara Bashraheel”

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by: 花景色

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Peyami is a young and famous tailor who inherited the talent and the successful business from his grandfather. Esvet a young woman escaping a violent relationship with Dimitri, and Dimitri a toxic and violent man. Between dramas and secrets, here's the review of the new Turkish Netflix series.

The Tailor: Netflix’s Turkish drama review

Peyami is a young and famous tailor who inherited the talent and the successful business from his grandfather. Esvet a young woman escaping